Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

She originally thought the divine examination process would be extremely difficult, with a slim chance of survival.

She had even mentally prepared herself for the difficulties.

But she never expected that the divine test would go so smoothly.

How long has it been?

In just over a month since the beginning, she has already completed two exams.

Now, only one final test remains before he can truly inherit the position of the Sea God.

What surprised her even more was that this final test could be easily started without any sacrifice.

Su Mo nodded, thinking to himself that the sea god was quite considerate of human relationships. Although he said that the divine test was difficult, he did not make things too difficult for Poseidon.

He looked at Poseidon and asked, "In that case, when do you plan to begin receiving the inheritance?"

Poseidon pondered for a moment and then said, "Let's wait a while longer."

She didn't know how long she could stay on the continent after becoming a god.

I wonder if I will still be able to stay on Poseidon Island then, and if I will still be able to spend every day with Su Mo like I do now.

She didn't want to leave alone first, and she didn't want to be in another world while Su Mo was still in the lower realm.

So she wanted to wait until Su Mo's divine test was almost over before taking that final step.

Su Mo didn't say much, he just nodded.

He roughly guessed what Poseidon was thinking and respected her choice.

He suddenly turned to Bibi Dong and smiled mysteriously: "Dong'er, you guys also need to hurry up and cultivate. When you reach level 80, I'll give you a surprise."

"Huh?" Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes immediately revealed intense curiosity. "What surprise is it?"

"If you tell her about the surprise, can it still be called a surprise?" Su Mo smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"Alright then..." Bibi Dong pouted when she saw Su Mo deliberately keeping her in suspense, but she became more and more expectant.

Anything that Su Mo calls a surprise must be extraordinary.

Level 80... Could it be...?

Bibi Dong had a rough idea of ​​what was going on, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Let's go celebrate tonight. Congratulations to Xixi on passing the assessment," Su Mo said.

The girls echoed in unison, and followed Su Mo, chatting and laughing as they walked towards Seahorse City.

The figures of the five people gradually disappeared into the twilight.

The celebration that night was exceptionally lively, with toasts and laughter filling the air.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and were about to leave, Poseidon stopped Su Mo and said she wanted to properly thank him for his help that day.

Bibi Dong and the other two women exchanged glances, smiled, said nothing, and returned to their respective residences hand in hand.

It was late at night, inside Poseidon's bedchamber.

A battle of wits is quietly unfolding.

The soul powers of Su Mo and Poseidon clashed fiercely in the hall.

And as time went on, the battle intensified...

It wasn't until two hours later.

At this moment, Poseidon's soul power was almost exhausted.

She said softly, "I...I give up."

Although she is now a demigod with a body strength far exceeding that of before, she still finds herself struggling to withstand Su Mo's domineering and unparalleled offensive.

However, Su Mo had no intention of letting Poseidon off the hook.

His soul power surged wildly, and his attacks became increasingly fierce.

Before long, Su Mo launched his final attack.

This strike contained all of Su Mo's power.

That power erupted like a long-dormant volcano, sweeping towards Poseidon with overwhelming force.

Poseidon ultimately couldn't withstand Su Mo's attack and was completely defeated.

The battle is over.

Clearly, Su Mo won.

Poseidon leaned weakly against Su Mo's chest, no longer able to muster the strength to resist.

She never expected that even now that she was a demigod, she still couldn't defeat Su Mo.

She originally thought that after breaking through to demigod status, she would be able to fight Su Mo to a standstill, or even have a slight advantage, but she did not expect to still lose, and lose so thoroughly.

"Thank you for your hard work," Su Mo said with a satisfied smile.

But Poseidon was too weak to speak at this point.

She leaned against Su Mo's chest, feeling the warmth of his chest and hearing the steady, powerful beat of his heart.

With her eyes closed, her breathing gradually calmed down, a happy smile graced her lips, and she slowly drifted off to sleep...

Chapter 159 Marriage Alliance between Haotian Sect and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

The next day.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi walked alone in the corridor, a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Since taking over as sect leader, the entire burden of the sect has fallen on his shoulders, and this burden is far heavier than he imagined.

Before long, Ning Fengzhi stopped outside a door and gently knocked on it.

A moment later, light footsteps came from inside the door, and then the door was pulled open from the inside.

A woman stood behind the door, her features bearing a resemblance to Ning Fengzhi.

She was wearing a gorgeous light blue dress, the hem of which just reached her knees.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, her eyes were clear as water, her nose was high and straight, her lips were like cherry blossoms, and her skin was as white as cream.

"Brother, what brings you here?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she stepped aside to make way for the doorway.

"Come in quickly."

The woman was Ning Fengzhi's half-sister, named Ning Wanqing.

The old sect leader Ning Mingyuan had many wives and concubines, and many children, but very few of them were outstanding.

Although Ning Wanqing's mother was only a concubine, Ning Wanqing was exceptionally intelligent. Whether it was her talent for cultivation or her appearance and demeanor, she was outstanding among her brothers and sisters.

She is in her early twenties, her martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and she is a support-type soul master at the Soul Master level.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly and stepped into the room.

The room was decorated in an elegant and cozy style.

Ning Wanqing led Ning Fengzhi to sit down on the sofa, and then sat down opposite him.

"Brother, is there something you need today?" Ning Wanqing asked, puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi sighed: "Wanqing, as you know, many major events have happened in the sect recently. Father has fallen, and Uncle Gu has also perished..."

Ning Wanqing's heart sank slightly, and a bad premonition welled up in her heart:

"Brother, just tell me what's wrong."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with a complex expression, as if he was considering how to speak.

He sighed and said, "That's right. Our sect has now formed a three-way alliance with the Clear Sky Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire in order to jointly prevent the Spirit Hall from making any major moves in the future."

However, you should also be clear that so-called alliances are ultimately nothing more than driven by self-interest.

If the situation becomes critical, or if faced with a huge choice of interests, this alliance could fall apart at any time.

At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will likely find itself isolated and helpless.

Ning Wanqing listened quietly without saying a word.

“So…” Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, “I took the initiative to propose a marriage alliance to Sect Master Tang Xiao in order to strengthen the bond between the two sects.”

"what?!"

Ning Wanqing seemed to understand something, and suddenly stood up from her chair:

"Brother, what do you mean by that? You came to see me today, could it be... that the person you're talking about marrying into is me?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Wanqing with a complicated expression and nodded: "Yes."

His eyes held apology and helplessness, as if he knew the answer would hurt his sister, but he had no choice but to say it.

Upon seeing this, Ning Wanqing felt a buzzing in her head, as if something had exploded in her mind.

Ning Fengzhi said, "You should be familiar with Tang Xiao. Although he is a bit older than you, he is exceptionally talented and upright, and can be considered a first-rate figure in this era."

“A bit older? He’s old enough to be my father!” Ning Wanqing almost shouted, her eyes starting to redden.

Tang Xiao is indeed a hero of our time, a fact she has never denied.

However, he was more than twenty years older than me.

"Wanqing, don't get agitated." Ning Fengzhi stood up, trying to soothe his sister. "I know this is hard for you to accept, but..."

"But what?" Ning Wanqing interrupted him abruptly, her voice already trembling with tears, "But the sect needs me?"

She bit her lip hard, tears welling up in her eyes, but stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"But did you even consider my feelings? Did you ask me? Did you discuss it with me? You just made this decision for me like that?"

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.

"Brother, do you know? I never wanted to be a bargaining chip in a political marriage." Ning Wanqing's voice grew increasingly choked with emotion.